After the message of the barrier completion arrived, Jeming stood up from the fountain and withdrew his dissipated spiritual power.
The half-hour continuous scanning did not put much mental burden on him, but continuously sorting out the destiny line made him quite exhausted.
Fortunately, with the assistance of the Fate System, it is still within the bearable range.
"Even if the form of life has transformed into an informational being, controlling fate is still quite difficult..."
Jeming sighed, moving his neck slightly, bones making subtle clicking sounds, then headed towards the designated gathering point by the warlock in the dark blue robe.
The gathering point was set in a fruit storage room on the north side of the town.
This was a half-buried stone building, maintaining a cool and dry environment all year round for storing the autumn harvest fruits.
